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Fuck The D To The A

City Girls

First off, fuck a hater and her friend too (fuck 'em)

You bitches dried up, yo' nigga drunk off this pussy juice (ow)

I be ridin' fly, dodgin' cops with no fuckin' roof (yep)

Not about a check, you can skate like New-New

I was in the feds laid back like it's a castle (chillin')

If I gotta do a bid, no kids, no hassle

My niggas graduated off the block, no tassle

I'm a first pick, stupid bitch, this ain't no fuckin' raffle

One hundred bums, two hundred haters (bums)

Weak bitches lookin' up, bitch, I'm stackin' paper

Get fly, post a pic, now that's retaliation

But if a bitch touch me, it's a different situation

Yeah, it's Yung Miami, ho

Bitches don't like my flow, but I'm pretty though

Not just on Snapchat, a real pretty ho

You niggas up low, my niggas really down to go

From the beans to CC, put respect on it (check that)

That's that Miami shit, they'll put a tech on it (mmm)

Catch a PB, they'll snatch it off your neck, homie (gimme that)

Put the guns up, bet you still don't wanna wreck, homie (nah)

Pick yo' face up, do you need a face lift?

I'm a pretty bitch, still give you this .30 clip

Thinkin' with ya dick, my niggas thinkin' with them sticks

Ridin' all day on the molly, yeah, they with the shits

Fuck the D to the A, bitch, I'm from the yee

Where niggas leave off to college, come back with a case

No Lil Tay-K but you know they did the race

Got out that shit and did the same motherfuckin' thang

Goddamn, I'm that bitch

You postin' 'bout me, but won't post 'bout yo' kids (sad)

That nigga gon' fuck you, hop right in your Benz

Go pick up another bitch to ride in yo' shit, lil' bitch (ha)

Tell me, what you bitches mad for? (What's wrong?)

Me and Miami one up, you can pick the score

Loud mouth, dry pockets, but that pussy sore (ouch)

He wife me, he in and out you, you a corner store

Talkin' 'bout you beefin' with JT

No, you not, bitch, you only know me from IG

You's a bum-ass ho, with some cheap ass weaves

Stealin' another bitch swag, you's a motherfuckin' thief

You a joke

Bitch, you know you motherfuckin' po', but want smoke

Come here, ho, you know I got it for the low (ha)

I'ma give you hoes a discount

Get they ass, Miami

I'm the youngest bitch doin' it, check my photos out

Bum bitches talkin' shit just to get some clout

I'ma chill on IG and when I log out

Don't try to keep up and do this shit, you'll fall out

Mmm, I'm really with the shits

I'm the baddest bitch, hangin' with them savages (ow)

I set a nigga up, a real sneaky bitch

Just to get a couple mills, and see them diamonds glists

I got some niggas in the back, and you know they with it

I got some niggas in the front, and you know they get it

But I'm in court, right hand like, "No, they didn't" (they ain't do that)

You try me, bitch, that'll be the wrong decision

He got his hoodie on, so you know this pussy drippin' (ow)

I like wild niggas, momma said the wrong decision

I crank cards, but my niggas get it out the kitchen

I was never that lil' baby that was fuckin' listenin'

What's my body count? Nigga, mind yo' fuckin' business

What's my body count? Nigga, what's yo' bank digits? (Ha-ha-ha)

Ho, what's yo' bank digits?

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First off, fuck a hater and her friend too (fuck 'em) You bitches dried up, yo' nigga drunk off this pussy juice (ow) I be ridin' fly, dodgin' cops with no fuckin' roof (yep) Not about a check, you can skate like New-New I was in the feds laid back like it's a castle (chillin') If I gotta do a bid, no kids, no hassle My niggas graduated off the block, no tassle I'm a first pick, stupid bitch, this ain't no fuckin' raffle One hundred bums, two hundred haters (bums) Weak bitches lookin' up, bitch, I'm stackin' paper Get fly, post a pic, now that's retaliation But if a bitch touch me, it's a different situation Yeah, it's Yung Miami, ho Bitches don't like my flow, but I'm pretty though Not just on Snapchat, a real pretty ho You niggas up low, my niggas really down to go From the beans to CC, put respect on it (check that) That's that Miami shit, they'll put a tech on it (mmm) Catch a PB, they'll snatch it off your neck, homie (gimme that) Put the guns up, bet you still don't wanna wreck, homie (nah) Pick yo' face up, do you need a face lift? I'm a pretty bitch, still give you this .30 clip Thinkin' with ya dick, my niggas thinkin' with them sticks Ridin' all day on the molly, yeah, they with the shits Fuck the D to the A, bitch, I'm from the yee Where niggas leave off to college, come back with a case No Lil Tay-K but you know they did the race Got out that shit and did the same motherfuckin' thang Goddamn, I'm that bitch You postin' 'bout me, but won't post 'bout yo' kids (sad) That nigga gon' fuck you, hop right in your Benz Go pick up another bitch to ride in yo' shit, lil' bitch (ha) Tell me, what you bitches mad for? (What's wrong?) Me and Miami one up, you can pick the score Loud mouth, dry pockets, but that pussy sore (ouch) He wife me, he in and out you, you a corner store Talkin' 'bout you beefin' with JT No, you not, bitch, you only know me from IG You's a bum-ass ho, with some cheap ass weaves Stealin' another bitch swag, you's a motherfuckin' thief You a joke Bitch, you know you motherfuckin' po', but want smoke Come here, ho, you know I got it for the low (ha) I'ma give you hoes a discount Get they ass, Miami I'm the youngest bitch doin' it, check my photos out Bum bitches talkin' shit just to get some clout I'ma chill on IG and when I log out Don't try to keep up and do this shit, you'll fall out Mmm, I'm really with the shits I'm the baddest bitch, hangin' with them savages (ow) I set a nigga up, a real sneaky bitch Just to get a couple mills, and see them diamonds glists I got some niggas in the back, and you know they with it I got some niggas in the front, and you know they get it But I'm in court, right hand like, "No, they didn't" (they ain't do that) You try me, bitch, that'll be the wrong decision He got his hoodie on, so you know this pussy drippin' (ow) I like wild niggas, momma said the wrong decision I crank cards, but my niggas get it out the kitchen I was never that lil' baby that was fuckin' listenin' What's my body count? Nigga, mind yo' fuckin' business What's my body count? Nigga, what's yo' bank digits? (Ha-ha-ha) Ho, what's yo' bank digits?

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